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After a while, Wei Yilin turned and saw Wei Ruo standing at the gate of his courtyard.
He stopped, put away the whip, walked up to her, and asked with a scowl, “What are you doing here?”
Didn’t she say she didn’t like him and didn’t want to bother with him? Then why was she on his turf?
“I’m just doing my duty,” Wei Ruo replied. “Don’t mind me, keep practicing with your whip. Once I’ve spent enough time here, I’ll leave. We won’t interfere with each other.”
“Well, I refuse! I want to talk to you!” Wei Yilin’s rebellious streak kicked in—if Wei Ruo didn’t want to engage with him, he’d make sure she did.
“Wei Yilin, if there’s something wrong with you, go see a doctor.”
“You’re the one who’s sick! I practice martial arts every day now. I’m perfectly healthy!” he retorted, rolling up his sleeve to show off his skinny little arm to Wei Ruo.
Wei Ruo glanced at Wei Yilin's arm and, admittedly, it had grown noticeably thicker than before, with firm muscles now evident.
Wei Yilin continued, "Once I get a bit stronger, I’ll join Father on the battlefield to kill our enemies!"
Wei Ruo didn’t respond, only giving him a dismissive look.
Wei Yilin sensed her skepticism and demanded, “You don’t believe me, do you?”
“What do you think? The same person who was so scared by two Japanese soldiers that he was scared out of his wits and panicked—now wants to go fight them?”
“You! You’re talking nonsense! That time… that was just an accident! And besides, I hadn’t started training in martial arts then! Things are different now!” Wei Yilin regarded his previous capture as a personal humiliation.
He hadn’t thought it was so embarrassing before, but ever since he began training with his master and learning about courage and patriotism from his fellow disciples, he felt more and more ashamed of being captured by two mere soldiers.
If only he’d begun training sooner! He could’ve defeated those two enemies and earned some recognition.
Seeing Wei Ruo still wearing that mocking expression, as if she didn’t believe he’d ever be able to defeat them, made his teeth itch in frustration.
Just as he was about to retort, something he’d recently overheard came to mind.
After a moment of contemplation, Wei Yilin swallowed his harsh words and instead asked, “I heard you've been helping the poor in Xingshan County lately.”
“Is there a problem with that?”
Wei Yilin, slightly irritated by her dismissive tone, considered saying something mean but held back, instead grumbling, “Hmph, seeing as you saved Father and helped a lot of disaster victims, I’ll let you insult me this once.”
“You actually know right from wrong now?” Wei Ruo teased.
“What do you mean by that? When did I not know right from wrong? Before, you were in the wrong, bullying my sister Wanwan, so of course, I scolded you. But now that you’re doing good things, I’m willing to tolerate you. I clearly have a strong sense of justice!”
“It’s amusing to hear you accuse me of bullying Wei Qingwan and then praise yourself for being fair.” Wei Ruo scoffed.
“How come you said you didn’t bully Sister Qingwan? From the moment you arrived, you tried to take away her position as the Wei family’s eldest daughter. She treated you well and gave you gifts that you wouldn’t even accept, and then you took her spot to study at the Xie family’s school!” Wei Yilin listed out all of Wei Ruo’s “offenses.”
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